No Words of Comfort
What can I do to assuage your grief
How fruitless my words must seem to be
But still I pray you find some relief
From the shadow only you can see
A tragedy like this is a sin
It's impossible to understand
Some day I know you'll meet them again
But for now I just offer my hand
Copyright © Randy Freie | Year Posted 2024
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